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A mother held her new baby and
slowly rocked him back and forth,
back and forth, back and forth.
And while she held him, she sang:
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long I'm living
my baby you'll be."

The baby grew. He grew and he grew
and he grew. He grew until he
was two years old, and he ran all around
the house. He pulled all the books
off the shelves. He pulled all the food
out of the refrigerator and he took his
mother's watch and flushed it down the
toilet. Sometimes his mother would say,
"This kid is driving me CRAZY!"

But at the night time, when that two-year-old
was quiet, she opened the door to his room,
crawled across the floor,
look up over the side of his bed;
and if he was really asleep she picked
him up and rocked him back and forth,
back and forth, back and forth.
While she rocked him, she sang:
"I'll love you forever ,
I'll like you for always ,
As long I'm living
my baby you'll be."

The little boy grew. He grew and he grew
and he grew. He grew until he was nine
years old. And he never wanted to take a bath,
and when grandma visited he always
said bad words. Sometimes his mother
wanted to sell him to the zoo!

But at night time, when he was
asleep, the mother quietly open the
door to the room, crawled across
the floor and look up over the side of
the bed. If he was really asleep,
she pick up that nine-year-old boy
and rocked him back and forth,
back and forth, back and forth.
And while she rocked him, she sang:
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be."

The boy grew. He grew and he
grew and he grew. He grew until he was
a teenager. He had strange friends
and he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music.
Sometimes the mother felt like she
was in the zoo!

But at night time, when that teenager
was asleep, the mother opened the door
to his room, crawled acroos the
floor and looked up over the side
of the bed. If he was really asleep she
pick up that great big boy and rocked
him back and forth, back and forth,
back and forth.
While she rocked him, she sang
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be."

The teenager grew. He grew and he
grew and he grew. He grew until
he was a grown-up man. He left home
and got a house across town.

But sometimes on dark nights
the mother got into her car and drove
across town.
If all the lights in her son's house
were out, she opened his bedroom
window, crawled across the floor,
and look up over the side of his bed,
If that great big man was really
asleep she picked him up and rocked
him back and forth.
And while she rocked him she sang:
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long I'm living
my baby you'll be."

Well that mother, she got older.
She got older and older and older.
One day she called up her son and said,
"You'd better come see me because
I'm very old and sick."
When he came in the door she tried
to sing the song. She sang:
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always..."
But she couldn't finish because she
was too old and sick.

The son went to his mother.
He picked her up and rocked her
back and forth, back and forth,
back and forth.
And he sang this song:
"I'll love you forever ,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my Mommy you'll be."

When the son came home
that night, he stood for a long time
at the top of the stairs.
Then he went into the room
where his very new baby daughter
was sleeping. He picked her up in
his arms and very slowly rocked
her back and forth, back and forth,
back and forth.
And while he rocked her he sang:
"I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be."